I've been doing a fair bit of soul-searching recently and started reading about all sorts of mental disorders since I suffered from sudden insomnia for a week straight. It happened about a month ago: a girl I had a crush on for a while but had no balls to make a move on (I know...) got together with some annoying cunt and when I found out I started having incredible trouble sleeping. The first night I literally did not sleep. The day after I was incredibly tired at work until the moment I got into bed. I don't know if it was a panic attack I was experiencing, but I started associating the moment of laying my head on the pillow with anxiety, increased heart rate, the full lot. This happened four or five nights straight. At one point I was alone in my bedroom and I burst out crying from all this stress and this seemed to make things better because that night I slept without a problem.So I started reading online about mental disorders and found out about fear of missing out (FOMO). The more I read about it the more I realised I've been suffering from it my whole life (well since I was a preadolescent anyway). When I was a teenager I felt inadequate because my life seemed so boring compared to other people's and it probably was since I was a bit of a late bloomer for most things. At university I did go to parties and stuff but I always felt like other people were making the most out of their university experience and I was lagging behind.Right now I think I am so unconsciously anxious to experience everything I should be experiencing in my 20's that I'm doing loads of things and saying yes to every invitation or event, which is great because I enjoy this mostly, but at the same time whenever some friend or acquaintance is doing something without me I feel like shit because I'm missing out on that experience. This happens even if I'm doing something else. As I'm writing this I guess that it might be wanting everyone to have fewer experiences than me (or as many as me), wanting to feel at the centre of attention and also focusing too much on other people and what they do rather than myself.I also realised that this thing was probably worsened or caused by the fact that when I was in middle school my mother would quite often make me feel guilty or bad about not going out with friends and instead spending all my time in front of my computer or generally inside. I remember one time hearing her talking about it on the phone with some friend, which I recall made me feel awful.Now having realised this I don't know if there's any way to make it (or my other social anxieties) better.

Just wanted to write this somewhere. You could write about your own problems I guess or offer some perspective.

>>16350You can still talk to her, get friendly, make yourself important to her (you can test this by figuratively pushing her a bit from yourself, if she's making effort to contact you then she's hooked), then turn things into serious. I highly doubt it that guy is her love of her life... Of course you shouldn't say anything like: "that guy is an asshole and she is making a mistake and you want to save her" and other such bullcrap.Moving on will take time, depending on the person how long. In this case you must close her out of your life, don't stalk her on social media, delete her photos you saved etc. And ofc talk to other grills. But not about her. You can tell them ofc you are hurt about an grill but no specifics, just say you're moving on and don't want to talk about her. Some grills like to give comfort, you might find such. Show interest in her. Smile, ask questions, give encouraging opinions about her nonsense.

>Putting it into writing makes it sound horrible.But also you can view it from another angle.

>>16366I guess this is pretty sound advice. I'll try not to see her although it's difficult since we hang out with the same people and we've been doing a lot of things together and I don't know anyone else who's up to do all the things I'd like to do in my spare time (I'm an introvert who finds it hard to open up to people although I'm working on this). I guess I'll go back to doing these things on my own or with other people (if I do manage to find someone) in a pathetic effort to make her jealous.>But also you can view it from another angle.It's the main reason I'm writing this. It's not therapy but it is a bit like going to the shrink in that you're putting your thoughts out there and organising them.

>>16402I really suggest putting an effort to meet other people. Some stuff can be fun doing alone but social isolation is a trap. Need a healthy balance.

I think a good general rule: if something feels bad, change it. If circumstances can't be changed (neither by actively changing them around the person nor by moving to other place among new circumstances) than the person has to change him-/herself in some way.

>>16316Bunch of train wrecks threw themselves at him, only to discover that what you see on TV is not reality. Hollywood will out, as insiders say. It always does.

Anyway, absent of their Cosby fix, these were women who would not hesitate to aquatint themselves with the stellar renown of a Polanski, or Weinstein, or Wynn, or Spacey, or so on, if given a quarter of a chance to do so. Yes, what Cosby did with them was way too creepy. However, it's not like he was pulling innocent children out of an orphanage, carting them off to a pizza shop, or something.

Fame and fortune are nice to have, untrammeled paths of wondrous opportunity to enjoy life in ways most can never know. But, of Cosby and his naive hangers on, let's just say better him than you or me.

>>16240This is why no point discussing this with you:1.- you don't read what I writeor- you don't understand what I writeor- you ignore what I write and and simply just invent things and try to put it in my mouth (strawman fallacy)In any case consider placing a giant cactus into your anus.2.You try to silence opposing opinions with ad hominems, i.e. calling others feminists and such. Meanwhile you are the feminist. Here's why:Feminism by definition is: a range of political movements, ideologies, and social movements that share a common goal: to define, establish, and achieve political, economic, personal, and social equality of sexes.And you are exactly doing their work by judging men and women on equal basis which is stupid as men and women are inherently different.Therefore you are the feminist here. And only you.

I know that it is a joke, but Jew working in a kolhoz is a joke by itself. They all were middle class at least. Although my grandma often told story about Jew who worked as simple worker at their organization in USSR times. It was pretty rare so she remembered it for life.

Jews wasn't so privileged and elitary though, it was more a joke than reality.

A Soviet joke:- That famous composer born in poor Jewish family. When he was 7 years old, his parents bought him a piano and sent him to music school...- Sorry, but you said that he was born in poor family- I said that he was born in poor _Jewish_ family.

>>16360Good joge. I liek it.And yes that Kolhoz->Kibbutz stuff was one as well, much ironing on Kibbutz. I also heard the real work in these communal farming centers Palestinians do the real work. Handling manure isn't the most kosher thing.Sometimes it would be nice to have a real cube on this board. But again in the spirit of the thread how could we believe in what he says?

I've been doing a fair bit of soul-searching recently and started reading about all sorts of mental disorders since I suffered from sudden insomnia for a week straight. It happened about a month ago: a girl I had a crush on for a while but had no balls to make a move on (I know...) got together with some annoying cunt and when I found out I started having incredible trouble sleeping. The first night I literally did not sleep. The day after I was incredibly tired at work until the moment I got into bed. I don't know if it was a panic attack I was experiencing, but I started associating the moment of laying my head on the pillow with anxiety, increased heart rate, the full lot. This happened four or five nights straight. At one point I was alone in my bedroom and I burst out crying from all this stress and this seemed to make things better because that night I slept without a problem.So I started reading online about mental disorders and found out about fear of missing out (FOMO). The more I read about it the more I realised I've been suffering from it my whole life (well since I was a preadolescent anyway). When I was a teenager I felt inadequate because my life seemed so boring compared to other people's and it probably was since I was a bit of a late bloomer for most things. At university I did go to parties and stuff but I always felt like other people were making the most out of their university experience and I was lagging behind.Right now I think I am so unconsciously anxious to experience everything I should be experiencing in my 20's that I'm doing loads of things and saying yes to every invitation or event, which is great because I enjoy this mostly, but at the same time whenever some friend or acquaintance is doing something without me I feel like shit because I'm missing out on that experience. This happens even if I'm doing something else. As I'm writing this I guess that it might be wanting everyone to have fewer experiences than me (or as many as me), wanting to feel at the centre of attention and also focusing too much on other people and what they do rather than myself.I also realised that this thing was probably worsened or caused by the fact that when I was in middle school my mother would quite often make me feel guilty or bad about not going out with friends and instead spending all my time in front of my computer or generally inside. I remember one time hearing her talking about it on the phone with some friend, which I recall made me feel awful.Now having realised this I don't know if there's any way to make it (or my other social anxieties) better.

Just wanted to write this somewhere. You could write about your own problems I guess or offer some perspective.

Fun fact: Peter I introduced potatoes to Russia and forced peasants to grow it. Peasants often didn't know what parts of potato are eatable and how preserve potato without growing toxins in it (especially about hiding it from light), so there were mass poisoning. There were even potato riots that were started because people were against using most fertile lands for potato growing.

>The eschatological rumours associating potato planting with the service to the Antichrist has also contributed to the magnitude of the disturbances.

Although now potato is very popular and common food, and truly a national food in Belarus. Former common vegetable that were used instead of potato - turnip - is almost forgotten and it is hard to find it in stores.

The boiling meat burned itselfI'm not happy of the results. Now the house smells like shit and the meat will be given to the dogs.Good thing is, when going to the meatshop to buy steaks (because the thing that was boiling got its water evaporated), my complete overboard thinking on the ruined meal allowed me to talk to a nice looking girl.But still, the meat is completely ruined. My mother was supposed to eat that.Talk here about ocurrances in your life, good, bad and memetic

>>16241Oh I forget. Such handbooks can contain semi-philosophical ramblings. They aren't just "how to cut a notch in a stick" or "how to survive on a bottle of piss". I might even read something similar in a sharpening handbook which has less to do with nature.

What is normalization, standardization and a bayesian score of slutty behavior seen across all census in regards to chastity? Seriously nigger these are all statistics that correlate with each other and they were posted multiple times. Also I'm not attacking all women as I have praised Japan's women for not being vapid cunts.

>muh IQ doesn't determine intelligence

Go have a baby with someone who has an IQ of 70 then, or even better a Down's syndrome inflicted person. Put your money where your words are:^]

>Hurr the deviation of IQ isn't that high it's just a point

As it was proven in the thread IQ is not a linear measurement it usually has exponential effects.

>I'm not a feminist WAAAAAAAAH

Yet you continue to attack your fellow posters'chastity, continue to argue without any evidence or statistics for your claims.

While one can read recipes pictures of meals for example very important. The looks of a food will beat how it sounds.

I will repost my gulyás cooking for this purpose, maybe someone hasn't checked it out yet, and it looks good and contains some pictures. So here it goes.

Cooking with Bernd: gulyás

I was planning to post a good gulyás cooking since day one but somehow the occasion eluded me until now. I know a Hungarobernd did this on KC main but it was regular "cooking in the kitchen" type of thread and not "over open fire in bogrács" (traditional Hungarian pot).I couldn't do this live for technical reasons but it will be fine this way too.

Pic #1Ingredients: meat (little bit over half a kilo, it's pork, not beef), taters (by volume I used about the double of the meat dunno their weight), onions, tomato, paprikas, black pepper in the mill, dried ground paprika in the jar with the red lid, salt in the middle, and the white wax paper on the right covers the salo (fatback).You can also see my Mora for cutting needs and a bearly visible peace from a wooden spoon behind the meat and the potato, the masterpiece of my carving art, used for stir the food in the bogrács.The taters are leftovers from winter, wizened but fine for our purpose. Some of the onions and the paprikas are also leftovers I utilized.

Pic #2The initial setup. Two quarter logs at the sides and a nest in the middle for the fire itself also aligned toward the usual main direction of the wind. The rocks are there for a little draft control. Tripod to hang the bogrács.

>>16165Rosemary.>>16171They're gonna take a while before they're finished. I just started preparing the veggies. Garlic and onion for the sauce (final roast will be in foil with the sauce), baby onions, asparagus.